If you can make it through the most restless seven-year itch in life without giving up on each other, and still want to hold each other's hand with unwavering determination, could that be true love?
The sky suddenly started to snow heavily. Wubai held Little Ai's hand, facing the happy snowflakes as they walked towards their blissful life.
"Wubai, do you know how long it's been since we started dating to when we registered?"
"It's almost seven years, right?"
"Can we have the wedding on December 5th?" Little Ai asked.
"Hmm?"
"That year, you appeared in front of me and told me to go with you to our home. That day was December 5th, seven years ago on December 5th."
On the last day of the seven-year itch, she wants to be his bride!
On the last night of the seven-year itch, she wants to enter his bridal chamber!
